Like a good friend come ’round to cheer you up, the Wheel of Time has turned ‘round to Teaser Tuesday.
I’m trying my best to keep to a routine since the events of last week. I realize I haven’t posted a Teaser Tuesday since the end of June. Now’s as good a time as any to start again.
This week I’ve been reading A Bloody Habit by Eleanor Bourg Nicholson. I saw it promoted on my Facebook feed, where I follow the publisher, Ignatius Press. I’m not sure how I began following them; it probably had something to do with religion and philosophy. Anyway, I saw the book described as a kind of “Father Brown meets Dracula” and amazingly my local chain bookstore had one copy tucked away on a bottom shelf in the Christian Fiction section.
The Goodreads Blurb:
It is 1900, the dawn of a new century. Even as the old Queen’s health fails, Victorian Britain stands monumental and strong upon a mountain of technological, scientific, and intellectual progress. For John Kemp, a straight-forward, unimaginative London lawyer, life seems reassuringly predictable yet forward-leaning, that is, until a foray into the recently published sensationalist novel Dracula, united with a chance meeting with an eccentric Dominican friar, catapults him into a bizarre, violent, and unsettling series of events.
As London is transfixed with terror at a bloody trail of murder and destruction, Kemp finds himself in its midst, besieged on all sides—in his friendships, as those close to him fall prey to vicious assault by an unknown assassin; in his deep attraction to an unconventional American heiress; and in his own professional respectability, for who can trust a lawyer who sees things which, by all sane reason, cannot exist? Can his mundane, sensible life—and his skeptical mind—withstand vampires? Can this everyday Englishman survive his encounter with perhaps an even more sinister threat—the white-robed Papists who claim to be vampire slayers?
The Truly Random Number Generator sends us to page 191:
I thought of the dead poet laureate. If he could hear his beautiful words, recited in tinny, theatrical tones in this absurd little charade, he might be provoked into haunting the proceedings.
What are you reading today?
Running In My Head 